" None whatsoever. Be careful they may just be looking around." He suggested.I found them leaning against the rail drinking coffee. I slipped a note t... Lamont. "Call me honey. I just love a man in uniform." I said that as I walked away.The note gave my phone number and the promise that he wouldn't be sorry. I planned to make it worth his while to tell me the truth about the incident from the year before."Wilson tell me something. Why didn't you come up with his partner's name from that report.". ." The Skipper's voice trailed off as he turned to look at what the Professor was staring at - Ginger walking toward them still without a stitch of clothing on. Not even so much as a palm leaf.The Skipper stood frozen like a statue, transfixed by the erotic vision before him. He realized that his imagination's mental undressing had not done Ginger's body any justice. Especially the all over tan. Where the hell had she been able to do that, Skipper wondered.A part of Skipper's brain urged him to. SoI’m asking your forgiveness in advance if it makes youas uncomfortable as it makes me.“The third solution would be to not deny my lesbianside, but also to never go outside our marriage. Howis that possible? you’re thinking. Let me take abreath. OK. What I’m suggesting is that I make youinto a lesbian.“No, I’m not talking about surgery or hormoneinjections or anything like that. My heterosexual sidewants you to be just the type of lusty male you areright. Oh, that’s so nasty Lola thought. Jock and the girl lay side by side and kissed and murmured words to each other. Lola backed out of the room and eased out of the door. Then, she made a pretense of fumbling with the lock. By the time she had gotten in the house, she heard the back door close and Jock was standing in the kitchen looking out of the window. How he had gotten dressed so fast, Lola didn’t know. “Hiya shrimp,” Jock said to Lola. “Hey yourself,” Lola replied. She wanted to ask Jock.